Tonight we were all on the floor in the living room, just playing. When no one was particularly paying attention, Annie walked from the couch to the papasan chair. Just like that. So, being the supportive parents that we are, we cheered and clapped and made a big deal of it. (AHHH... walking....)
So while Ryan was on the phone telling his mom about our latest escapades, I was trying to keep the kids entertained and semi-quiet. Elizabeth likes trust exercises. A lot. She stands with her back to me, leans and waits for me to catch her. She can play that game longer than I can.
After a while my arms, shoulders and back start to get tired. Really tired. The words, "We need to be done now. I'm pooped," came rolling off my tongue.
Elizabeth gave me this appalled look to my face then glanced down at my jeans. "You did?"